Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke

Man, I gotta smoking this shit
'Cause that gon' straight
I stop and I won't stop, ha, ha, ha, ha
Damn, yeah, straight

microphones is mines, I seen you scopin'
I'm that you step so I can bust your chest open
This is how I am, is my mentally
try to battle me, I cause fatalities

And this is how it is when the microphone put to
MC's done tried to step but I ya
I'm like a sorcerer, with rhymes
I'm one of a kind, my too inclined for your mind

And that's the way it is, you cant see me so don't try
I wonder why MC's done to step in and they died
Now I be that MC, you cant see
Lyricist that breaks MC's

Matter of a that ain't the way you should do it
This is how it is in
I this MC cant even get close
Cause I rock shit from the west to the coast

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Kurupt me, why they wanna fuck?

Now I'm rollin' in the fast lane tryin' to the right lane
I'm spittin' game like big is my name
I a flame, so I can get this shit lit
Its snoop dogg, I'm to drop me a hit

I got my named kingpin to the right
And we plan on smoking all
And when we my nigga named priest gon' increase the peace
Blaze up another sack, get your creased

'Cause it's on and poppin', no stopping
Snoop is on the mic I'm hoppin'
just like a motherfuckin' strap
Don't talk shit your best to watch your back

umm, why you sleepin' we creepin'
And um, we got a fat of blueberries, it's scary
My brother told me one day
He snoop when you reach the top will you please blaze a J

For me and my homie J D O G, in the penitentiary but see
Its still to me cause I'ma swing it on bring it on
Got fat sack so blaze up the ozone
It on like that we aint no

So motherfuckin' back off or off for my smoke, smoke, smoke

Why they wanna with my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why they fuck with my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to dope and ugh to
But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

stay open, under water hydro
Orange fire and chronic out the side
Dogg soprano, sugar the pimp
had hoe's, been havin' chips

Spit out gangsta shit haa chooo
In a ride, ahh with teezy red haa shoes
Tha relatives, how is that
Half my blowin' do do wit a strap in my lap

Just goin' out the ills and its hurtin'
Kickin' niggaz door down and niggaz
In the for a week and its perkin' niggaz
You niggaz ain't some gangstaz you some working

Ain't no mo niggaz
My prediction, 2004 theres gon' be hoes and snitchin'
Or niggaz out the barrel of a 40
Hood on hood crime, homies killing

[Unverified] to Harlem, chips we ballin'
Ain't nuttin' than being young gangsta and ballin'
outta mind, probably be the high some more
Master money for the law

I'm the salty 619, home of the corca
Mystica holders pistolas and purple morta
finest find me north of tha border
Please, no seeds, break bread an awful lot

flag on a borca, slide in croca's
Splitters or the swishers, twisters, hundred cars
This for big tony, in the yinta
Inglewood to tango, relativez the

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' nigga

Why they wanna fuck with my
tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to dope and ugh to
But motherfuck that I'm a thug nigga

Why they wanna fuck with my
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' thug